I recently watched Roland Emmerich's delightful apocalyptic romp "2012". I must say, I enjoyed it. It had me laughing like a maniac many times throughout its too-long 2 hours and 40 minutes.
In a nutshell, the movie is a dick. Seriously. The Mad German seems to get much joy out of having Sweet Mother Earth kill a whole bunch of people in an ever-escalating series of catastrophes.
The best example of this occurs when a swingin' Jazz musician played by George Segal, stranded on a cruise ship for the End of Days, decides to call his estranged son to make amends. His soooooo cute granddaughter answers, and it's so fucking schmaltzy you want to punch the world.
She hands the phone off to her daddy, and before poor old Jazz Segal can mutter an insincere "Sorry for abandoning you when you were a young, impressionable kid to play lame jazz covers for retirees", The Mad German Strikes!
Sad-Eyes Segal has to listen while his family dies on the other end of the phone, in horrible, screaming pain.
I laughed. A lot.
Good times.
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